C1183 Medicine Master

Yu Yuan's first thought was whether he could awaken the unconscious Luan Bird Queen should the sibling pair show any malice once their tracks were exposed. As long as the Luan Bird Queen awoke, the outcome would be the same, regardless of the adversary. With Chen Qinghuang's demi-godlike strength, all but the Ninth Level bloodline warriors of the Star Race were as fragile as ants before her. Even in her hazy state, the Luan Bird Queen could effortlessly annihilate the Epitaxial Realm.

He also conceived another plan—summoning the Demon Blade known as 'Blood Prison.' Once the Demon Blade had awakened in his first life, it became remarkably tame and well-behaved, likely sensing his extraordinary nature and no longer daring to cause mischief. Yu Yuan was confident that once the Demon Blade responded to his mental call and burst forth from its hidden sheath, the non-humans aboard the Galaxy Ancient Starship would become its prey, reduced to mere orbs of blood.

As the dark green Galaxy Ancient Starship cast shimmering ripples, Yu Yuan, concealed beneath a stone, felt an eerie power wash over him. His mind shifted, and he abandoned any lingering hope for luck. Carrying the still-sleeping Luan Bird Queen, he emerged from behind the boulder and saw the Galaxy Ancient Starship, unmistakably marked with the Star Race's insignia, hovering in silence.

"Is it them?" a voice, brimming with pride, inquired in the Star Race's tongue.

"Yes," Pelle of the Mondnacht Clan confirmed.

With a thunderous boom, the metallic gate flung open. Denise transformed into a dazzling streak of starlight, hurtling toward the rocky cliff where Yu Yuan stood.

"Be careful!" Darke, the Void Spirit Succubus, Pelle of the Mondnacht Clan, and several imposing Star Race warriors clad in flowing capes, all stationed on the stationary warship, cried out in unison.

Denise paid them no heed, landing mere meters from Yu Yuan. The granite beneath her shattered, sending shards flying and whipping up a veritable dust storm around her. Even without the ability to wield her Qi or soul power, Yu Yuan could instantly discern that she possessed a Seventh Level bloodline.

In the past, Yu Yuan could have effortlessly dispatched a Seventh Level Star Race warrior with a mere flick of his sword sheath, releasing a scarlet sword glow.

Devoid of Qi and soul power, he likely couldn't accomplish the task anymore.

"I am Denise!"

The Star Race's haughty young lady descended and regarded Yu Yuan with a superior gaze. "Kneel and pay homage to me!"

In the Epitaxial Realm, Denise's name was known to all.

Upon their first encounter, she realized they had never met before. She assumed Yu Yuan had been unworthy to meet her back on the Lower Continent.

Thus, she introduced herself to inform Yu Yuan of her authority over him.

The Dark Elfkind inhabited the Lower Continent of the Epitaxial Realm. As Yu Yuan and Chen Qinghuang were of the Dark Elfkind, they were indeed her subjects.

"Kneel?"

Yu Yuan was momentarily taken aback.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Darke, Pelle, and seven other Star Race warriors emerged from the warship, positioning themselves behind Denise.

"No matter what village you hail from, as a member of the Dark Elfkind, you should humbly present yourself before Miss Denise!" The Void Spirit Succubus, striking in appearance, scoffed. "And don't bother with excuses. We're certain it was you who stole the Nerves Calming Grass and the Flaming Heart Flower!"

"Kid, do you realize how many lives you've endangered?" Pelle lamented.

The seven Star Race warriors who accompanied him surveyed Yu Yuan with a mix of curiosity and confusion.

The sole Eighth Level warrior leaned in and murmured to Denise, "Miss, there's something peculiar about this boy's presence. I can't discern his level. And the girl he's carrying... she's even more troubling."

Denise watched Yu Yuan intently as the others spoke.

She noted that her supposed servant from the Lower Continent displayed not an ounce of reverence before her. In his eyes, she detected a hidden scorn and indifference.

"Miss Denise!"

Mi Tine's voice suddenly rang out from a distance.

"Mi Tine!"

"Mi Tine's alive!"

"Thank goodness!"

Darke and Pelle exclaimed joyfully. Cheers from other survivors echoed from within the Galaxy Ancient Starship.

They had been rescued by Denise's arrival and were sheltering aboard her vessel.

Mi Tine, skilled in the art of stealth, had extricated many of them from peril. They were deeply appreciative and concerned for her safety.

Relieved to learn that Mi Tine was unharmed, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"I've seen you before," Denise said, tilting her head up to look at the Dark Elfkind woman who was rapidly approaching.

"Miss, I saw your Galaxy Ancient Starship soaring through the sky and followed it here," the woman replied.

Arriving before the rulers of the Lower Continent, a sweat-soaked Mi Tine bowed respectfully. Despite her deference, she appeared uneasy as she glanced at Yu Yuan, and then at Chen Qinghuang standing behind him.

"I told you not to disturb us," Yu Yuan stated firmly.

At his words, Mi Tine, also of the Dark Elfkind, recoiled in fear, stepping back to put distance between herself and Yu Yuan before she hurriedly explained, "I-I wasn't following you. I came because I saw the Miss's battleship!"

Mi Tine's peculiar reaction brought amused smiles to the faces of the guests from the Lower Continent. Among the Dark Elfkind there, she was quite renowned, having reached the Fourth Level at a young age, with a promising chance to advance to the Fifth Level soon.

In the vast world beyond, Fifth Level Dark Elfkind were exceedingly rare. Yet, in the Epitaxial Realm, a young talent like Mi Tine could potentially break through to the Fifth Level and attract Denise's attention, possibly earning a place in the elite guard and leaving the Epitaxial Realm for a higher Realm in pursuit of her next bloodline evolution.

"Since you're acquainted, explain the situation to me," Denise prompted.

"They... they are not from our Epitaxial Realm," Mi Tine whispered in realization.

"Oh?!" Denise's eyes sparkled with heightened curiosity, and a curious smile played at her lips.

Pelle, Darke, and other foreign dignitaries from the Lower Continent were taken aback, then swiftly blamed Yu Yuan for bringing trouble to their lands, resulting in many deaths.

The seven Star Race warriors tasked with protecting Denise grew solemn. They discreetly formed a protective circle around her, ready for any unforeseen events.

All the foreign races of the Epitaxial Realm, from both the Upper and Lower Continents, recognized Denise's status and dared not make any rash moves.

The most powerful members of the Silver Scale Clan, Rock Clan, and Fire Lizard Tribe were well aware of who Denise was and wouldn't dare to take any rash actions.

This knowledge gave the seven Star Race warriors peace of mind, as they weren't overly concerned about Denise encountering any mishaps in the Epitaxial Realm.

But Yu Yuan was a different story—if he was a foreigner...

"Don't inquire about my origins. I hail from Dark Elfkind, and I'm a pharmacist of that lineage."

A thought crossed Yu Yuan's mind, prompting him to adopt a haughty demeanor. "To be precise, I specialize in crafting poisons! I've harvested nerves calming grass and Flaming Heart Flowers solely for medicinal purposes. I'm intrigued, though. These herbs are indigenous to the Boundless Land, so how do they come to be found in the Epitaxial Realm?"

"A pharmacist skilled in poison-making?!"

Denise's eyes sparkled with intense excitement, her whole demeanor radiating with a newfound brilliance.

"Excellent! Truly excellent!"

Denise whispered to herself, then took a deep breath to steady her emotions. "Come with me to the Lower Continent, to my castle, and show me what you're capable of!"

"Miss?" Mi Tine was taken aback.

"I'm aware of your contributions," Denise acknowledged with a nod, giving her an approving look. "You'll accompany me to the Lower Continent as well. My good-for-nothing brother won't be returning anytime soon. I won't pick on him by sending powerful foes to demolish the town his servants have built."

Yu Yuan stroked his chin, lost in thought, yet he didn't immediately accept the invitation.

"As an outsider, you are my guest, not a servant. Rest assured, you will be treated well!" Denise extended a formal invitation with earnest. "If you truly possess the skill to prepare medicinal concoctions, especially poisonous ones, I could use your talents!"

"Oh, in that case, I'll pay a visit to your abode."

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